There is a trick

Chapter 85: Breaking Hell, Asking Luan Kui (4K, 22)

"Baizhifang Taishi...

Baizhifang has an incense altar, inviting ghosts and gods from all directions to come to the human body on the altar, which is called "Ji Shen".

The spirit medium is trapped with secret methods and cannot escape. The spirit medium is burned and refined, and the ashes of the spirit medium are mixed with the "ghost lacquer" from Sichuan and Hunan. The finished lacquer is the "soul" of the Taishi of Baizhifang.

If you paint this on the head of a lion, the dead creature will come back to life.

The nature of lacquer is given the nickname of Taishi.

For example, if a spirit medium claims to be "Zhuge Kongming" and seems to have plague and keeps coughing, then the spirit medium mixes ashes with ghost paint and paints it on the head of the Taishi. The Taishi's nickname is "Plague Kongming"...

The ashes of many spirit mediums are mixed together and blended with herbs to make firecrackers.

If firecrackers are set off to burn and kill the Sui ghost, the Fire Star will descend upon Taishi, who will then have a fate...

This lion fire star has dimmed, and although he is still alive, his life is in danger...

Recite the "Calling the Year Curse" to summon the Year Ghost, and burn the Year Ghost with the "Seven Sacrifices Fire". For this, the Taishi lights lamps to prolong his life.

The fire of the seven sacrifices: it stimulates the seven emotions, agitates the seven natures, mixes the seven colors of sacrifice qi, and the yin and yang interweave, then the fire of the seven sacrifices is born...

The mantra for calling the year: Om Ma La Cha -- Year! Year! Year! Today, people are living long and prosperous lives, please year, cut off my life! "

The Dapin Xindan Jing gives a very detailed introduction to 'Evil Zhang Liao'.

The Taishi of Baizhifang, who hated Zhang Liao, was clearly introduced in this sutra.

According to Yang Xifeng, the evil Zhang Liao's Fire Star was dim, which was a sign of being terminally ill and there was no way to cure him. But in the "Dapin Xindan Sutra", as long as you chant the spell to summon the "Sui Ghost" and use the Seven Sacrifices Fire to burn the Sui Ghost to death, you can light a lamp for the evil Zhang Liao and prolong his life.

However, let alone the method of urging the Seven Sacrifices Fire or the New Year's Curse itself, both reveal a sense of absurdity and weirdness.

Zhou Chang still didn't plan to try.

——He felt that the current "Dapin Xindan Sutra" seemed to be becoming more and more "impatient".

In order to lure him into the trap, I was willing to invest more and more.

This time, the method of inciting the 'Seven Feasts Fire' was directly presented, and no additional conditions were put forward for Zhou Chang.

The more impatient it was, the more at ease Zhou Chang felt.

Anyway, in this tug-of-war, whoever can't keep his balance will lose half the battle first.

Uncle Yang read the "Dapin Xindan Jing" and directly obtained the sixth-grade "Immortal Book" from it. However, Zhou Chang has not yet obtained a systematic practice method from it.

This sutra clearly still shows hesitation, not releasing the eagle until the rabbit is seen.

"However, I wonder if Uncle Yang is also like me, and can often obtain prompt information about various items through the 'Great Heart Pill Sutra'? I must ask him about it when I get back."

Zhou Chang's mind was turning, his feet kept moving, and his figure gradually disappeared into the rain and fog.

It was almost noon when he got home.

Grandpa had already cooked the bacon, and the whole family was waiting neatly at the gate of the yard. When they saw Zhou Chang coming back, their stern faces suddenly relaxed, and they immediately greeted Zhou Chang and started preparing today's lunch.

Zhou Sanji took the bacon out of the wood-fired pot, and Yang Rui took the meat to the chopping board next to him, cut it into thick slices, and placed them on two large plates.

The bacon soup in the pot is rich in salt, but it cannot be wasted like this.

The old man threw some radish into the bacon soup, cooked it into a pot of radish and bacon soup, and served it to the table.

Soon, the table was filled with dishes.

In addition to the three plates of greasy bacon, there were also a few pieces of fermented bean curd, a plate of vegetables fried with lard, and white radish and bacon soup with oil spots on it. The rest of the dishes were all pickles and sauerkraut used to make up the number.

Even so, looking at the table full of dishes, everyone at the table still felt a sense of satisfaction.

"Sit, sit, everyone sit!"

Zhou Sanji asked everyone to sit down and then brought out a jar of wine.

Something bad happened to the Yongsheng Distillery in the town, and the place has become a dangerous place. Normally, no one would go there, let alone buy wine there.

The jar of wine that Zhou Sanji brought out was the Ergou Village wine that he had drunk before.

He poured wine for everyone one by one, and after the guests and hosts had drunk a round of wine, they began to eat at his invitation.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhou Sanji said to Zhou Chang: "I went outside to ask around earlier. Some people said that people from outside the town were still coming in and the roads were still unobstructed, while others said that people couldn't go out at all.

The bodies of those who had tried to get out earlier were later found by others around the town.

There are various opinions on whether one can go out.

But later I went to a family's house in person to check and confirmed that the current Qingyi Town has been completely blocked by the strange fog.

People outside can't come in, and people inside can't go out.

The husband of that family drove a mule cart out in the morning to pull charcoal for work, but later he was found with his head sewn to the mule's butt at the edge of town...

I went to that family and saw that the man was indeed taken home with only his head left...

The strange fog surrounding the town hides many of the strange things that the people of Qingyi Town have rumored.

Now the people in the town are also starting to go crazy. When I came back today, I saw a child tied to a tree, with whip marks all over his back - he was tied to the tree and beaten to death!

The way he died was just as described in the "Pure Sutra".

He was holding onto the tree with both hands, the backs of his hands were nailed to the tree, and then his body was tied up with ropes..."

After Zhou Sanji said this, everyone's expressions became serious.

"Your grandfather had been worried that something had happened to you. Fortunately, you came back safe and sound." Bai Xiu'e held the bowl of rice, lowered her eyelids, and spoke to Zhou Chang carefully.

"Just come back, don't talk about that."

Zhou Sanji waved his hand, looked at the wooden box at Zhou Chang's feet, and said with a smile: "It seems that you have gained a lot from the charity cemetery this time?"

"Ah."

Zhou Chang nodded and said, “What’s in the box is just a small harvest.

The biggest gain is that I made an agreement with them.

Tonight, you will carry my body to the charity cemetery on the mountain.

Grandpa, you and the people in the village, take good care of my body."

Zhou Chang's tone was calm, but some of the words in his speech made people feel frightened.

Bai Xiu'e's eyelashes trembled, she lowered her head and said nothing.

Yang Rui tilted his head and looked at Zhou Chang, seemingly not understanding what Zhou Chang meant.

Shidanzi opened his mouth wide and didn't even bother to pick up the rice that spilled out of the corners of his mouth.

"What did you say?" Zhou Sanji's voice trembled. "You mean, we should start 'breaking hell' today? And then we can transport your body to the top of Mount Mengshan?"

"Yes." Zhou Chang said.

“Have you discussed this with them?
How did you discuss it?" Zhou Sanji asked repeatedly.

"We'll stay in the charity cemetery for seven days. On my seventh day, we'll join forces with them and try to escape from Qingyi Town." Zhou Chang said concisely.

When Zhou Sanji heard this, he slowly shifted his gaze away from Zhou Chang.

His fingers trembled as he picked up the wine cup in front of him. His lips trembled as he tried to say something, but in the end he said nothing more. After drinking the wine in the cup, Zhou Sanji's eyes became determined: "Okay, let's drink it after dinner!"

"Eat, eat!"

“Eat your fill!”

……

"Break hell, break hell, whose hell are you breaking?"

"It's not the King of Hell's hell, it's just your personal hell!"

"What is your hell?"

"Your hell is the omen of death that traps you!"

"When we break the hell, we will break the omen of your death!"

Inside the main room, the candlelight was dim and the light was dim.

Zhou Sanji put on the black and red-edged long gown, which looked like the one worn by a constable. He had a straw rope tied around his waist and three vermilion tokens pinned on his waist, but he no longer had the weird makeup on his face.

A black lacquered coffin was supported by two benches, high off the ground, with its feet against the door and its head facing the main room.

Grandpa looked serious, and spoke repeatedly to Zhou Chang who was standing next to the coffin:
“Anyone who dies in an unlucky way is in hell.

Relatives do not want their children to suffer in hell, so there is a method to "break through hell".

To break out of hell, the living soul flies high on a kite, and needs to go through three disasters. Only when the kite flies out of hell can "breaking hell" be considered completely successful - in contrast to breaking out of hell, there is also a way to "hide from hell".

Breaking the hell is also called "eating the calamity", which means eating the calamity that will kill you into the stomach and digesting it.

Hiding from hell is called "hiding from disaster", which literally means avoiding disaster.

Grandpa has already used the 'hiding from hell' method on you once before, and you can't use it a second time in the short term.

The only way is to try this "devouring robbery" method.

It’s not so bad that this time only your soul is in trouble and your body is not spared.

So the difficulty will be half as low.”

Zhou Sanji smiled and his eyes became gentle. It was the first time that Zhou Chang saw his grandfather so gentle.

Grandpa patted him on the shoulder and said, "In a moment, the living soul will leave the body and the omen of death will infect your mind. You will feel that it is pitch black and you can't see anything. Don't be afraid -

Grandpa hands you a rope and you just hold on to it.

Do you want it? My little grandson."

"Okay." Zhou Chang agreed seriously.

"Just hold on to the rope tightly, and don't worry about anything else." Zhou Sanji instructed tirelessly.

Zhou Chang listened carefully and answered solemnly.

Then, he took out nine extremely long coffin nails, pointed at the Nine Palaces Plate on his neck, and handed them to Zhou Sanji: "When my soul leaves my body, this corpse will definitely take the opportunity to counterattack.

At that time, the Nine Palace Card on your neck will come into play.

Grandpa can use these nine coffin nails to nail its head, limbs, and limb joints.

Make it immobile and seal the coffin lid."

"This, this is your own body?!" Zhou Sanji's lips trembled and tears flashed in his eyes.

"It can't listen to me and it's integrated with my soul, so how can it be considered my own body?" Zhou Chang shook his head.

"Hey……"

Zhou Sanji sighed deeply and picked up the nine coffin nails that had been polished to an extremely sharp point.

Zhou Chang looked around. Yang Rui, Bai Xiu'e, Shi Danzi and others were standing in the dark corner of the house. They were all wearing black clothes, as if they had blended into the darkness.

He withdrew his gaze, stepped into the black lacquered coffin, and lay down inside.

Darkness surged in from all directions, surrounding Zhou Chang's figure.

Zhou Chang opened his eyes and saw a faint light in front of him.

Outside the coffin, Zhou Sanji took out a cloth bag. He grabbed handfuls of snow-white sand from the bag and sprinkled a thin layer of it at the end of the coffin, all the way to the steps outside the threshold of the main hall.

“When the time comes, there will be iron horses blocking the road and land boats giving chase.

Please, Senior Brother, you and Miss Bai, help us to stop those who are chasing us."

Zhou Sanji pointed to the white sand without a trace and spoke to Yang Rui and Bai Xiu'e who were hidden in the darkness.

They both nodded seriously and agreed.

Then Zhou Sanji picked up a kite. He carefully checked the bamboo frame and paper surface of the kite to make sure there was no damage. He then pasted a few yellow talismans on the kite and threw the kite out the door.

He held the kite string in his hand, stretched it all the way into the coffin, and handed it to Zhou Chang: "Hold it tight, Achang. No matter what, you can't let go of the string."

"must."

After getting the response, Zhou Sanji smiled, turned around and walked to the shrine.

He pinched the seal with his hands and muttered to himself: "Disciple Zhou Sanji, the 34th generation descendant of the Thunder Commander, respectfully invites the Iron-faced Luankui Saint to protect this disciple's worry-free future, without any taboos!
Disciple Zhou Sanji... respectfully invites the Iron-faced Saint Lord to protect this disciple and circle around him in three fires, and all his requests will be granted!
Disciple Zhou Sanji... respectfully invites..., protect the disciple's seven qualities of mindfulness, and turn misfortune into fortune! "

After chanting the prayer, Zhou Sanji took out a clay statue with disheveled hair from the shrine with both hands.

The clay statue had a head of black hair scattered on both sides of its face. Its face was as black as iron carbon, its eyes were wide open like copper bells, and a pair of sharp white fangs protruded from its bright red lips, which made people shudder at the sight of it.

The image of this clay statue is modeled after the popular god 'Luankui Shengjun' in the Duangong Lei Ting Dufa altar!

After carrying the clay statue out of the shrine, Zhou Sanji took out several red ropes, wove them into a net, and enclosed the clay statue, holding it behind his back - he tied the red ropes into knots in front of his chest.

Yang Rui looked at Zhou Sanji's actions, his face changed, he walked out from the darkness, and whispered in Zhou Sanji's ear: "You've tied a knot!

The altar gods only protect the body and do not go out.

Once you go out, you either bring back a life or take a medium as your servant!
Untie it quickly, it's a dead knot. If you encounter danger, the clay figure cannot escape. Once it breaks, are you afraid that the Holy Lord Luankui will not come out? ! "

Zhou Sanji's face trembled. He looked at Yang Rui beside him and forced a smile: "Brother, I have used the method of 'hiding from hell' not only on Achang before..."

What does this mean?

Yang Rui was stunned when he heard this, but then he quickly reacted!

His eyelids twitched violently, and he looked at Zhou Sanji with complicated eyes. In the end, he just sighed and said nothing more: "Iron Horse Land Boat, I will definitely help you block it!"

"Thank you for talking, brother!"

Zhou Ji’s sentiments were sincere.

What he said implied that he had used the method of 'hiding from hell' on Zhou Chang before, which was also the method of 'breaking hell'. He had used it on Zhou Chang before, but it failed completely and did not work at all.

If you fail once in using the method to break the hell, the difficulty will only be higher if you try again.

The old man carried the Saint Lord Luankui on his back and tied a knot with the red rope, which meant that he had already made up his mind to damage the clay statue and ask the Saint Lord Luankui to come out...

(End of this chapter)